She sat behind him, resting her head against his shoulder, and her tears fell freely. Minutes passed, and neither of them spoke. Lake reached for a handkerchief in his pocket and offered it to her. Madison accepted it.
“I wanted the breakup, but it was so painful when I realized he didn’t come to apologize. He just came to inform me that it was over. Am I stupid?” She wiped her tears, and more followed. Lake felt sad for her, but he knew it was a phase of life.
Nothing was permanent, and even marriages break. “You’re not. Some people meet the wrong people before meeting the right ones.”
His words warmed her heart. “Thank you for not judging me. Am I pitiful?” She asked again, and Lake was honest with her.
“Yes, you are, but I think you will get over it after a good night’s sleep.”
Mad
